You Can't Hide Forever
Three strikes of the clock.
3 A.M.
Inner robotic motors whirred as Freddy Fazbear set out on his path. With a deep chuckle each time, he traversed from room to room. The inky black shapes of shadows danced across party tables, the eerie atmosphere truly coming into play. The red light of the security camera dimmed as the night guard switched the view.
An opening was found. Stepping into the hallway to the bathrooms, Freddy chuckled as he hid in the corner of the girl's bathroom doorway. They had fun, terrorizing the guard. They had to pay, after all. It was a big game of hide and seek. It was more, we seek and you die, though, really. The bathroom was the best place to hide. He had to stay put.
Freddy was then overcome by something. He couldn't move or think. What was it?
Vague things shifted in his A.I. It was…a child. She was running, tears streaming down her face, and obviously stifling choking cries. She looked around, desperate, before running into the girl's bathroom. She held her breath as she hid in the cabinets underneath the sinks. All the while, footsteps could be heard in the hall.
The girl winced in the dark and she heard a scream. Freddy's ears perked. Something about the scream sounded familiar. Just as quickly as the scream came, footsteps left the area. It was the familiar clunking of an animatronic suit. A golden one. A yellow bear.
Words came from his mouth, but Freddy couldn't place what he was saying or if it was words at all. It was just white noise, like static. The girl was struggling not to cry. The bathroom door opened, and there stood a spare golden Freddy suit, with someone inside. There was a knife in his hand. There were glimpses of the company's pinkish-purple employee shirt underneath.
The girl never got to see. In one quick movement, the cabinet door opened, and sick squelches came from inside, the girl being stabbed over and over and over. Her dead body was pulled out of the cabinet, bloodstains already seeping into the wooden cracks. Her body was dragged over to the storage room, where…where…
Freddy's mind went blank and fuzzy, failing to remember what happened. Why was he here in this bathroom? Was it really good to hide from the night guard in here? He set off on his path again, the desire to kill the night guard intensifying. As he stood in the hallway, only the lights of his eyes giving him away, Freddy realized.
He could only thinking about that girl as he bashed the night guard's skull in. He walked the young woman over to the storage room to shove her into an empty Freddy suit. It was so clear. As the early morning warped into day, he could only think of hiding in the shadows.
And he could only think of himself in his past life, hiding from death.